Disclaimer: obviously you know that I don’t own these characters, duh. But let’s finish these formalities. “I don’t own any of the characters mentioned below, they are the creation of the amazing J.K. Rowling”
This is my first fanfic ever so please don’t judge. But I think I did pretty good :p
It’s a Hinny fanfic. Yes, I do ship Hinny with all my heart. So, if you’re a Drarry, Harmony or any other Harry/*inserts random character* shipper you’ll not like it.
Anyway, here’s the thing:
Harry took a last look in the mirror. His hair were finally presentable, thanks to Hermione. He had asked for her help after an hour’s worth of trying. His eyes met Hermione’s in the mirror.
“You sure about this?” She asked.
“Oh this is so great!” She flung herself at Harry. He smiled and hugged her back. His eyes fell on the wall clock beside the window. It was nearly time.
“Don’t you have to be at the ministry for the meeting you were telling me about?” Harry asked.
“You’re right, I totally forgot about that in all the excitement. Well, I’ll be going now. Best of luck.”
And moments later Hermione vanished into thin air.
Harry took a deep breath.
“This should go well.”
Moments later Harry apparated at the place where he and Ginny had decided to meet. It was the small garden they’d discovered one day while he was walking Ginny to the Burrow. It had become their escape. Harry waved his wand and the table and chairs and food all appeared as he had planned. It was almost 8 and the moonlight made the garden look breathtakingly beautiful. Everything was as Harry had planned. Just one thing missing.
Just then Ginevra Weasely appeared out of thin air. She was wearing an elegant deep red dress which ended just above her knees. Her long wavy red hair touched her waist. Harry was wrong. Nothing could be more breathtakingly beautiful than the woman standing in front of him.
Ginny’s face lit up as soon as she spotted Harry. “You’re early, that’s refreshing.” She said amusingly. She gave Harry a quick peck on the lips. Harry led her to the table and pulled a chair out for her. With a quick wave of his wand all the floating candles lit up. Ginny beamed. “You’ve outdone yourself this time, Harry Potter.”
“Well what can I say? You’re pretty hard to impress.”
Ginny smiled and shook her head. “So what did you want to talk about?”
“I’ve got you something, I want you to open it first. We can talk after that.”
“All this set up and a gift? To what to I owe this pleasure?” She was smiling that beautiful smile of hers again. Harry had always adored it.
“Just one of my good days.”
And with a swish of his wand, a box appeared. Harry directed it straight towards Ginny. She eyed the box curiously, it was made of wood and numerous snitches were carved on it.
“Go on, open it.” Harry urged, his heart was thumping against his chest.
Ginny opened the box and a golden snitch came floating up. She looked at Harry.
“It is the snitch you caught at your first international match.”
Ginny looked taken aback.
“How in the world did you get it?”
Harry chuckled and said ” I’m Harry Potter.”
Ginny raised a brow at him.
“Go on, it remembers it’s first touch.” Harry’s heart was beating at a very high rate by this time.
Ginny captured the snitch in her right hand. The snitch opened and a beautiful diamond ring came floating upwards. She gaped at it and looked up to face Harry, only he wasn’t in his seat. He was beside her, on his knees. Harry took Ginny’s hand.
“Ginevra Weasely, you amazingly incredible woman, you have made my life so beautiful just by existing. Just a flash of that smile of yours can make my day. I want to wake up to that smile everyday. Just by hearing your voice, I can forget all the worries in the whole wide world. I want to hear that voice everyday. I love you with all my heart. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Ginny, will you marry me?”
A tear rolled down her face.
“Oh no, what did I do wrong?” Harry panicked and stood up. Ginny stood up too “You did nothing wrong, you blithering idiot. I have loved for so long that I can’t even remember a time when I didn’t. Of course I’ll marry you!”
Harry kissed Ginny as he had never before. She smiled against his lips.
“Don’t you want me to wear the ring?”
Harry broke away, took the ring from her hand and slid into her finger.
He had never felt this happy in his life before.